Four Women Connor Never Had, and One That He Did Chapter 1: Fred, an angel fanfic

Four Women Connor Never Had, and One That He Did

Chapter One: Fred

The first time Connor masturbates is after Fred cleans the gash in his stomach. They had gone up against a particularly nasty demon with forty tentacles and seemingly no head, and with Angel at the bottom of the ocean, Connor was the Number One Gross Demon Fighter. Not that he minded (Connor loved a little blood shed in between playing his GameBoy), but his fighting skills never involved much thinking. It was basically hack, slash, chop off head. So when there was no head involved, it tended to make Connor a bit... distracted.

"Hold still," Fred says exasperatedly, placing a thin hand on his chest to steady him. "I know you have super healing and all, but if your guts fall out all over the lobby I think we might have a problem on our hands."

"I'm fine," Connor grounds out before his breath hitches; he had spent most of his life in Quortoth, and as one might suspect, there were no girls in Quortoth. Now he was in L.A. and surrounded by women all the time, most of them barely wearing anything, and it tended to make any normal seventeen year old boy crazy. And Connor wasn't any normal seventeen year old boy.

After the wound is stitched and bandaged (which involved a lot of leaning over and a hand placed on his thigh for balance), Connor barely makes it to his bathroom before collapsing on the floor, hand working furiously in his pants, as if that was the solution to all the pain and stress he had ever gone through. The pressure builds and he clenches his jaw so hard he thinks his teeth are going to break, and when he comes he nearly cracks his head on the side of the tub. Afterwards, Fred comes up to find him sitting on his bed and playing his GameBoy, and she gives him his bologna sandwich and kisses him on the head and doesn't even notice when his eyes follow her ass out the door.

The second time Connor masturbates is the first time he hears Gunn and Fred having sex. Although he's never seen what sex looks like and he has only ever had a rough description from his father of what sex was, he knows exactly what Fred and Gunn are doing. And he knows this because of the way it makes him feel.

They're not being loud and he can even hear Fred trying to hush them up at times with the words "don't want him to hear" and "he's only a kid", and Gunn just laughs and there's a creak from the bed, and he says, "He's got super hearing, Fred. And besides, the kid has to learn about the birds and the bees somehow. I don't think Holtz taught him Sex Ed in between lessons of 'How To Be a Psychopath'. He's probably sleeping, anyway."

Connor can't help but laugh at how wrong that was.

So with every moan and every gasp, Connor sighs and runs his hand faster up and down himself, and with every thrust he bites his tongue and clenches himself harder, and when Fred comes he finds himself coming likewise, and when Gunn whispers that he loves her and would do anything for her, Connor finds himself mouthing the same words.

The third time Connor masturbates is in his sleep. He can see her in front of him, with her flowy hair and birdlike shoulders, and her skin is pink and her mouth is red and Connor thinks that he's never seen anything prettier than her, not even in the sex magazines he's stolen from the gas station. Her voice is soft when she says his name, and her hand is warm when it goes to push the hair away from his eyes, and her lips are like velvet when they meet. He's never kissed a girl other than Sunny, but in his dream their kiss is perfect and passionate in all the ways he doesn't know how to be, and when her hands go from his shoulders down to his belt, Connor is finally glad that he came to L.A. to find his father.

Home is where the heart is, and currently, his heart was residing in his pants.

He can feel her going down on him and Connor sighs, and he knows that he's shaking and whimpering in his bed somewhere and it's starting to bother him, because he can hear footsteps down the corridor leading to his room and the only one with footsteps that soft is the girl currently giving him head in his dream. He hears her hesitate by the door and then there is a timid knock and Connor is pulled fully out of his dream, hand gripping himself tightly and grinding into the mattress and Connor can't help but moan.

"Connor?" Her voice is muffled by the door but Connor feels it go straight to his groin, and he moans again and fists harder and he can hear the soft sound of her placing her hand on the doorknob. "Baby, are you okay?" Baby, are you okay? Connor can't even stand it anymore, and he cries out when he comes into his mattress and not a second too soon, because just as he finishes Fred is in the room and she's sitting on the edge of his bed and she's pushing the hair out of his eyes, and Connor's glad that he slept under the sheets that night.

"Sweetheart, are you alright? Were you having a nightmare?" She asks, and her big brown eyes are full of worry and pity, because Connor was very young, and Connor was very lost. Connor doesn't answer, instead he closes his eyes and lets her rub his back to help him fall asleep, and Connor is glad that he's home, because Quortoth never had a Fred.

And when Fred finds out that Connor sunk Angel to the bottom of the ocean, the thing that hurts more than the taser is the betrayal in her eyes. But Connor isn't sorry. The only thing he's sorry about is that after Angel kicks him out of the hotel, he finds an abandoned room somewhere, and it's quiet and Connor finds out that masturbating isn't as much fun when all you had was a head full of bad memories.

(A/N)

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